"I will, to-morrow," said Mr. Mellor, "bring to your house twenty golden
guineas, and in return you shall give me your written bond to give me
therefor, one grain of good wheat, two grains and no more on the day
following, four on the next, and so on each day thereafter for six
months by the calendar, every day doubling the number of the day
before."
"Done, and done to it," cried Mr. Varley, and all the company exclaimed
that so rare a bargain the miller never made in his life before and for
an hour after that I saw Mr. Varley was doing sums in his head, and
chuckling feebly to himself but in time he ceased to laugh, and his brow
wrinkled and his eye was anxious, and he was seen to add figures
secretly in his bulky pocket-book, and ever as he worked he grew sadder;
till at length he cried that not all the corn that grew that year in
Yorkshire could pay his wager, and he was fain to fill our measures
round with best ale to be quit of his bargain. And all that went away
sober that night told their wives how the schoolmaster had bested the
miller, and were the more resolved their lads should mind their books
and be good at figuring. And I was very glad that my old master had come
off with so great credit, for Mr. Varley, by reason of being the lord's
agent, was something prone to give himself an air.
But Mr. Webster was not too pleased that Mr. Varley should have jested
of the comet. It had exercised him sore in the searching of the
Scriptures, and oftentimes had he pointed to its presence in the
heavens, and many a restless night had he given to my mother.
Mr. Webster would have it that the comet did foretell the coming of the
Son of Man in a cloud with power and great glory, and the good man
rejoiced thereat, seeing nought to cause us grief, but rather joy, that
there were "great earthquakes in divers places, and famines and
pestilences, and fearful sights and great signs from heaven." And he
would exultingly call us to witness the fulfilment of prophesy for that
there were signs in the sun, and in the moon, and in the stars, and upon
the earth distress of nations, with perplexity; the sea and the waves
roaring; men's hearts failing them for fear and for looking after those
things which were coming on earth. But my mother lived to laugh at her
fears, and even to wear a dress that became the fashion, of which the
body was of pale red silk, a star of gold thread standing for the
comet's head, and a fan shaped tail of silver spangles spreading out in
likeness of the comet's tail.
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